It broke my heart
From the start?
It broke in four
One piece a man, a best friend
Destroying me with comfort
No work to him
A piece of heart effortlessly
crumbled…
Two for two.
Once close as two can be
but a fork in the road I see
A piece broken slowly
for a long time
Third time lucky they say
But luck ran out so soon
Maybe never even room
A piece bent ; not quite broken
yet…
Fourth I broke myself
Not believing all there is
to believe in
Like a wound
the heart will heal
I’m not sure
how I feel
It’s cold, it’s hard
I’ve played my last card
I am not wanted
Therefore I choose
Discomfort
You might think it strange
But I’d rather arrange
My body on the carpet
Than sleep with the departed
How long have I been here?
A life long
I do, forever
Till it do us, part
The full moon draws a kind of a melancholic madness from my soul. I long for something that has no name.
Before, I would shy away from it. Pack it in a closet and try to lock the door. Now I embrace it and let it take me where it wants to.
Tonight I’m mesmerized by its beauty. A satellite in the sky…
I believe it has a lot to do with the amount of water in our bodies and maybe the water in our bodies are subjected to a mini tide…and when the moon is full, we are more vulnerable to the pull of the moon. Or maybe I’m just crazy…I’ve been told that before 🙂
Clouds move leisurely past your eye
You touch them with your roundness
The fullness of you casts a light
When we’re full, we stop
Yes, when we are satiated
we stop.
One can love to the fill
Then, no more…
We reached the full moon of our love
Oh no love, this is just the start.
When the darkness come
We have the starlight
Moon love is not ours
We have the love of the sky
Moon and stars
Sun and rain
An expanse
No world is without storms
Some pass overhead
Leaving an uneasy mind
Some are over quickly
Others last…
Hailstones batter your being
Lightning strikes at your soul
Thunder troubles your innocence
Flash floods pour from your eyes
Storms will show you
what you’re made of
what we’re made of
Some storms wipe out
leaving you empty
But empty is only another state of
new
A new beginning
I still think of how
you fooled me
Not only me…many others
How you deceived and conceived
Did you always have a plan?
To hurt me?
To lie to me?
You have no idea of the damage
How many tears I cried
How much I loved
How much I cared
Only when some wisdom comes
(which might never come)
you will realise the full extent
of your devious ways
Yes, you fooled me
I can’t sleep…
I struggle with thoughts
i am too afraid
to say out loud
So, I hold them in
I sacrifice my sleep
Hoping for a tired brain
that can not think
the thoughts I dare not speak
It is so; love speaks
in a thousand tongues
There are many ways
to love
I choose your love
It is so; happiness
begins within
not with him
I choose happiness with you
It is so that life’s choices
will lead you on many paths
smooth and tough
I choose to face it with you
It is so; life is change
It is as constant as the air moving
the sun rising
I choose the way you change me
It is so; your love woke me up
It wasn’t planned, nor expected…
But so needed
It is so; I love you
One leaf many leaves
Does one leaf maketh a tree?
He turned right, when he left
Or did he turn left?
He leaves her standing
Why do leaves fall?
Leaving the tree behind
But the tree can not run
It stands still
left to make
more leaves… or is it
rights?
For not one leaf
maketh the tree,
what it is.
What is it?
A strong, beautiful, breathing, living, wonder
I think…
then that little detail
that little reality
that little act
that little lack
that little disinterest
that little word
that little silence
that little don’t care
that little reminder
that little meaning
that little difference
that little distance
that little affection
that little support
that little innocence
that little “what if”
that little conversation
becomes
big
bigger than it should
bigger than a thought
our bodies wasting away
till every step we stray
our minds slowing down
till there’s just a laughing clown
our hearts beating harder
till it becomes larder
our hands holding tight
till we lose our sight
our love blooms like a spring flower
till winter makes us cower
our passion knows no bounds
till it’s killed by the hungry hounds
our lives ebb and flow
till the fires no longer glow
our spirits soar
Nothing can kill it’s roar
our souls are a mystery
therein lies our history
it can’t be changed
it lasts forever
New Beginnings 